Helping Alphonso
*Silent ensues*
"I'll ask one more time. Who did this to my master?" I ask, my hands still folded inside my pockets.
The vampires look at me with confusion etched on their faces, and their swords tightly gripped in their hands.
"Since y'all won't answer, I guess I have no choice then…" I say, raising my right hand.
"Jake!" A familiar voice suddenly stops me. Turning my head, I see Alphonso with a determined look on his face, the look of a hero that doesn't want to give up.
"I started it, and I'll end it myself. I have to take care of these vermin myself!" Alphonso asserts, making strange drawings in the air with his one hand.
Seeing his actions, I shake my head. He is going against his teachings. I can't accept that though.
Pointing my index finger at the drawing, I shoot a burst of aura into it, breaking it, thus, causing it to turn into dust.
"W-Why?"